Readers who did not think so were obsessed with it, eager to know if the child bride Huan, who had never eaten a full meal, would be ecstatic if she looked at the table full of delicious food and heard the threat of eating, and whether she would be able to be full of energy.

A sense of happiness and satisfaction of having a full meal.

However, the novel ends suddenly.

All readers thought they had crossed the page at the first time, and quickly turned back, and found that they had indeed read today's serialization. They were very dissatisfied, "Why is this so much? It's not enough to get stuck in the teeth!"

"Does Huan'er eat it?"

"The hungry people are about to have a full meal, but they are gone! This newspaper is so hateful that they don't let Huan'er eat!"

"Can't you just finish the episode of eating and then divide it into chapters? What is the matter of "Tomorrow" thinking? Look at me calling them to go!"

The family, classmates, friends and other readers were all confused when they heard these complaints.

This is just reading novels in newspapers, how come it comes to eating? In addition, why are you so excited if you just eat or not?

They asked questions one after another.

The readers handed over the newspaper, "Look, if you don't worry about eating after reading it, I'll make a fuss!"

After a while, these people patted their thighs and were very dissatisfied, "Oh, why is it gone like this? Call "Tomorrow" and ask them to update more!"

However, the newspaper of Tomorrow Daily is a poor newspaper. It has not installed a telephone number yet, and many people cannot call it.

These people were anxious and immediately looked for the address and went straight to the location of "Ming Daily" and asked Editor Xu to ask for more words to be updated every day.

Many readers who could not go to Editor Xu without calling began to discuss: "Why did that vicious man threaten Huan'er to eat the full table of food?"

"Can Huan'er be a woman who is on a hunger strike for love?"

"King of Yama asked Huan'er to go to the future. This future must be 100 years later?"

Everyone was talking about it.

Xiao Yao sat in the office, listening to Borui and Zhang Rui scratching his head to discuss the next plot, and then heard Mr. Chen first sighing at the title that he had lost the world. After half a stick of incense, he was amazed, "This plot is clever,

The identity of a child bride-in-law is the lowest level of society, and what she sees and feels is even more shocking. Zui Hongchen is indeed Zui Hongchen. The novels she wrote are unconventional and do not require a big fuss, and they deceive people for political needs..."

Xiao Yao clearly saw that after Mr. Chen mentioned "fake and empty space", he took a special look at himself.

She suddenly laughed, afraid that Mr. Chen would not let him go and laugh at him, so she quickly turned her face away.

Mr. Chen naturally had already discovered that Xiao Yao smiled after hearing his words, but he was not so ungraceful and angry. He just raised his chin and asked, "Ms. Xiao, how do you think this book "I am 100 Years Later" is written?

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Xiao Yao felt that if he was too boasted, he would be suspected of boasting if he was too boastful and exposes the fact that he was drunk in the future. He smiled and said, "Not bad."

Mr. Chen asked: "Is it just good? Don't you think this article has rich imagination, concise writing, good at setting up the foreshadowing, and cleverly setting up the foreshadowing?"

Xiao Yao said, "Everything is pretty good." Imagination is not real imagination, but memories that she has stored and cannot remember in her mind. As for the concise writing, it is because she has not memorized the Four Books and Five Classics.

If you do not often quote classics and foreshadowing, it may be considered an advantage.

However, these cannot be explained to Mr. Chen, so it is better not to mention them.

Mr. Chen stopped talking, just smiled and clearly expressed his disagreement with Xiao Yao's words.

When Zhang Rui and Borui saw it, they immediately came to speak for Xiao Yao, saying that different people have different opinions on novels of different subjects and different aesthetics.

Mr. Chen waved his hand and said nothing more.

Although he has different opinions from Xiao Yao in the novel, he is limited to this, so he will not rise to the point where he has a verbal battle.

If he had time and energy, he would rather pay attention to the warlords fighting everywhere on the land of China.

At this point, Xiao Yao was assassinated with him and was assassinated because of this. He was a real warrior!

At this time, the Zhejiang-Feng War had ended, and Xiao Yao was still worried about Sifeng and the others who stayed in the Demon City. Fortunately, Sifeng and others had already moved into the concession, and the remaining small battles would not affect them.

When she got home from get off work in the evening, she heard the two guards behind her whispering, "The young marshal is about to return to China, and our marshal has an extra strong arm."

Xiao Yao also heard that Dashuai had an outstanding young man, but after studying abroad, he smiled and said, "If you have a young man, you will definitely be more wings."

"This is natural." The two guards immediately said in unison, obviously having unparalleled confidence in their young marshal.

The next day, the second chapter of Tomorrow Daily was published, and the comments on Tomorrow Daily were also published in various newspapers yesterday.

Mrs. Zheng doesn’t read the article, but first read the comments. She believes that the writings of Zui Hongchen’s follow-up style will definitely be criticized.

However, when she opened the first newspaper, she saw the praise of the new book "I am 100 Years Later" and the speculation about why the child bride Huaner was forced to have a meal.

The second part, the third part...most of them are praises to Zui Hongchen, and there is no such thing as a rebuke to everyone to follow the trend and write about the future.

Mrs. Zheng felt that these must be Xiao Yao’s official writers, or they were Xiao Yao’s personal writers, so she praised the following works like “I’m 100 Years Later” on the screen.

She was deeply worried about the literary world.

Mr. Chen came to the office early and lowered his head to read the new book that was drunk on the world.

The child bride Huan'er looked at the food she had never seen before and the ferocious stranger, and was frightened. Her hungry belly and her obedient temperament formed over the years made her dare not ask any questions, and she immediately shook her body.

Pick up the chopsticks and pick up the food and eat it.

She was so scared that she only dared to pick up the dish closest to her.

A woman came from nowhere and said comfortably, "This is Baiqi Guifei Chicken, the meat is delicious, it is Cantonese cuisine in Cantonese cuisine, it is suitable for you to eat. But if you haven't eaten for a long time, it's better to drink a few more sips first.

Millet porridge?”

Huaner timidly put down the chicken he had picked, then lowered her head to prepare to drink the porridge.

Just looking at Xiaomi porridge, she felt a sense of resistance.

But she was so hungry that she remembered that she was a starving ghost until she died in her previous life. Therefore, no matter what she thought, she buried her head in drinking porridge, just wanting to try the feeling of having a full meal first.

The millet porridge was so fragrant that she was so hungry that she felt ache. But after drinking two sips of the porridge, she felt a sense of nausea in her heart. Before she could react, she vomited and vomited out all the porridge she had eaten.

Soon, the gentle woman was frightened. The fierce man instantly put away his fierce look and rushed forward, "How do you feel?"

While talking, he discussed packing his things and preparing to go out.

Huan'er was also frightened and didn't know where they were going to take her, so she struggled quickly.

The gentle woman advised her with tears in her eyes: "Huan'er, are you obedient? It's abnormal for you to vomit after eating like this. Mom and brother took you to the hospital to see a doctor and asked the doctor to have a good examination for you. You are like this,

If something really happens, what should I do if I call my mother?"

Huan'er was treated so gently for the first time, and when she saw the woman claiming to be her mother, she was crying and worried when she spoke. In addition, she knew that the doctor was a doctor, so she nodded and agreed.

The woman cried with joy here and held her hand and walked out.

Huan'er got into the car for the first time, and the car was even more exquisite and gorgeous than what she saw in the past.

She was gently helped into the car by her wife, and the car started quickly and quickly.

The speed was too fast, Huan'er's head was dizzy, and the feeling of nausea and vomiting hit her heart again.

Huan'er's mother quickly said to the elder brother driving in front, "Drive slowly and drive steadily, Huan'er can't stand it."

The car slowed down, and then it got slower and slower, and then it was simply blocked on the road.

Huan'er felt very uncomfortable. She looked out the car window in a daze. Seeing that there were cars next to and in front of her, she couldn't help but wonder, "Why are there so many cars?"

Huan'er's mother sighed, "It's the peak hours after get off work, so it's all stuck on the road." After saying that, she said to the driving elder brother, "You can find a place near the subway station to park, and let's take the subway."

Huan'er was puzzled. Will there be so many cars during rush hour? What a bizarre world?

Thinking of this, she looked around and saw that the road was wide and large, with four avenues in one direction, but at this time they were all filled with cars, with neat big and small trees beside the road, and the railings were full of

After the flowers, there are all tall buildings far away. Some of the tall buildings are painted and some have words written on them. For some reason, Huan'er recognized those words. He saw that the tall buildings were written on xx bank, xx building, xx

Center, etc.

She had never seen so many such tall buildings before, and couldn't help but sigh, "This building is so tall!"

Huan'er's mother smiled and said, "This is not high. There are 100 meters tall buildings in the central area. There are taller ones in other cities, which are towering into the sky."

Huan'er was amazed and disgusted. She asked in confusion: "The building is so high, who is willing to live on it? When you go home, don't you have to climb the stairs for a long time?"

The woman turned her head in shock and looked at her, her eyes filled with disbelief and pain, and her eyes were red, "There is an elevator, have you forgotten? You usually go to school, and there are elevators in school. It's a tall building, what kind of thing

It's just minutes."

At this time, the car drove in the small road with only two lanes back and forth. The scenery on both sides of the road changed again. There were shops everywhere. The plaques of the shops were red and green, which made people dazzled.

Huan'er looked at all this in almost amazement. When she came to her senses, her mother called her to get off the bus and headed straight to that subway station.

She didn't know anything and followed her and found that many people were also walking in this direction, both men and women, and the number of men and women was similar. They were wearing clean and tidy clothes and skirts, carrying light bags, and talking while walking.

What plan, what plan, what project team?

After walking for a while, Huan'er was sweating all over the body. She used to sweat all over the body when she worked, so she didn't care.

Huan'er's mother took out a fragrant tissue that was as white as snow and handed it to her, "Is it hot? Wipe the sweat, and it will stop being hot after entering the subway station later."

Huan'er was puzzled why it was no longer hot after entering the subway station. But she had just discovered that after she asked about the elevator, her gentle mother was very shocked. Obviously she shouldn't have asked, so she didn't dare to ask again.

As soon as I approached a building about one floor, I felt a cool breeze blowing over my face, eased the burning heat on my body.

Huan'er looked at it curiously and saw that the house was transparent. When the wall was opened on the head, it was used as the door. On the right side of the room was the moving ladder that went down, on the left was the moving ladder that came up. At this time, everyone was standing full of people, on the far left.

There are also the ladders that she has usually used to be, which are much cleaner and luxurious than she has ever seen.
To be continued...